My Crazy Ogre

My Crazy Ogre desperately desired a magic 8 ball that they liked to eat. It should have been a fairly different suggestion, to my children, but not to the Ogre, who assumed that the idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have thought, a magic 8 ball would be the thing that was chosen.

My Crazy Ogre looked for a painting of a melon to share. It is a fairly curious activity, to my mum, but not to the Ogre, who assumed that it was in fact, exciting. You wouldnt have thought, a painting of a melon was the chosen item.

My Crazy Ogre carried a bag of flour that they would sometimes insert somewhere. It was a fairly original activity, to my dad, but not to the Ogre, who assumed it would be wonderful. A bag of flour being the chosen thing.

My Crazy Ogre desperately desired a porno magazine to rub on his belly. This seems a different thought, to my grandma, but not to the Ogre, who thinks it would be fun. Who would have thought, a porno magazine would be the item that was chosen.

My Crazy Ogre desperately craved for a bat that they liked to throw. It is considered to be a fairly funny thought, to you and me, but not to the Ogre, who had come to the conclusion it would be amazing. Bizarrely, a bat is the thing to opt for.

My Crazy Ogre craved for a melon that they sometimes drop. This seems a fairly funny suggestion, to me and my children, but not to the Ogre, who had decided that this idea was out of this world. Who would have imagined, a melon would be the chosen thing.